What I feel each day
Can not be explained away

The sorrow of what once was good
Can to this day be felt where we stood

You said to me that it was to last
That it would not be as in the past

Now I know it was all lies
I wish I had seen it in your eyes

The act itself left me broken
And the words of that pain can not be spoken

Except perhaps in these lines
I so wish I had seen the signs

Perhaps some day this all won't matter
But for now my heart has been shattered

Like broken glass it covers the cold floor
I don't think I can handle this anymore

 

Det där skrev jag idag, det fan bara fanns i mitt huvud och gnagde.. I know, it sucks balls. Men hej, jag är fan ingen expert. 

Trots detta lilla.. Irritations moment av ångest, har jag fortfarande haft en rätt jobbig och ansträngande dag.

Mycket möten och sådant, så nu kan jag försöka slappna av och försöka ta det lugnt. 

-V

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What I feel each day
Can not be explained away

The sorrow of what once was good
Can to this day be felt where we stood

You said to me that it was to last
That it would not be as in the past

Now I know it was all lies
I wish I had seen it in your eyes

The act itself left me broken
And the words of that pain can not be spoken

Except perhaps in these lines
I so wish I had seen the signs

Perhaps some day this all won't matter
But for now my heart has been shattered

Like broken glass it covers the cold floor
I don't think I can handle this anymore

 

Det där skrev jag idag, det fan bara fanns i mitt huvud och gnagde.. I know, it sucks balls. Men hej, jag är fan ingen expert. 

Trots detta lilla.. Irritations moment av ångest, har jag fortfarande haft en rätt jobbig och ansträngande dag.

Mycket möten och sådant, så nu kan jag försöka slappna av och försöka ta det lugnt. 

-V